I went to the Green Man Festival 2015

Christina, Des and myself attended the Green Man Festival 2015, held at Glanusk Estate, Powys, Wales.

We’ve been to the festival every year since 2011, and since 2013, have stayed for seven days as Green Man Settlers.

We pitched our tents on Monday 17 August 2015, followed by our first visit to the nearby extended Settlers Bar, to sample the Growler bitter along with the new Guzzler cider, both specially brewed for the festival.

Before the start of the actual festival, we enjoyed the new entertainment laid on for settlers, and also visited nearby Crickhowell, making sure we went to both the Bridge End Inn beer garden adjacent to the River Usk and the Britannia Inn.

On the first night of the festival proper, Thursday 20 August 2015, we saw the effective Leftfield on the Far Out stage.

The following evening, on the main Mountain Stage, we saw the funkadelic Atomic Bomb! followed by the psychedelic Hot Chip.

On the Saturday we saw the New Yorktastic Television and the Welshtastic Super Furry Animals.

On the final evening we saw the multimedia Public Service Broadcasting, and then sampled some of the excellent ciders on offer at the expanded Green Man Beer and Cider Festival. We then saw the burning of the Green Man, visited the Green Man Bonfire, then danced in the Far Out area, followed by a visit to End-Up Bar to sample more of the Guzzler cider.

We then (attempted) to make our way back to our tents, and, on my suggestion, took a route down a hill “where the chance of slipping will be less” in the somewhat treacherous conditions prevalent at the time. Needless to say, within seconds I had slipped, resulting in mud all down the side of my body!

We eventually got back to our tents at around 0600, ready to derig our tents by 1200 later in the day!

Later on, whilst Christina was in rest and recuperation mode, we depitched the tents. Des then decided to return to the wilds of West London, and Christina and myself made our way to our next venue: Llangenny camping site.

Following a taxi journey, I pitched my tent whilst Christina continued to rest and recuperate. I then decided to visit a nearby pub, since the local was closed on Monday, following a route suggested by the taxi driver.

Unfortunately, a journey that should have taken about twenty minutes, ended up taking more than two hours due to a wrong turn, and I virtually ended up were I started – in Crickhowell. Following a couple of pints in the Britannia Inn, I made my way back on foot, since the local taxi companies had closed for the night!

The rest of the week was spent exploring the locality, including the excellent Dragons Head, which was virtually across the road from the camp site.

We returned home on the train on Friday 28 August 2015 – another brilliant Green Man two weeks!